And which are you? Seriously, is this self-flagellation or intentional infliction of emotional distress on others? Stop banging your head against the wall, go out and feed the hungry, pound the daylights out of a medicine ball at the gym or get some ice cream from the fridge and comfort watch The West Wing, whatever makes you feel good. Because you’re not helping.
This was the “out-of-body experience” costume, wasn’t it? Not surprising, but they should show some compassion for the poor over-intellectual boy. Perhaps Caulfield from Frazz gets sticky notes too. Even teachers have trouble guessing his literary costumes.
Umm, a necklace with a curse?